Eastern Colorado (May 15, 2012)

I will need to struggle with Windows tomorrow, over who has the right to post what photos.  They claim I can’t legally post photos downloaded from a Yahoo! e-mail, onto a social network.  Sounds like BS.  So, until that gets straightened out, I have no photos from Marshall Mesa or El Dorado State Park.  Maybe @BoulderChristina can post them.  They are her photos, after all.  It was a gorgeous afternoon, regardless.

Tuesday, I headed out to eastern Colorado’s plains.  Just outside Denver, there are five small towns which have organized themselves as the Plains High Five.  The group seeks to preserve the area’s ranching way of li, free from suburban encroachment.  They appear to have succeeded, so far.

I kept going eastward, making a brief stop in the town of Limon (LY-min).  Here are some shots of the quiet town.  There is a substantial Railroad Museum there, but it is closed until Memorial Day.

The next  town of substance in eastern Colorado, before the Kansas state line, is Burlington.  This town’s leaders have had the foresight to assemble a fascinating Great Plains village, called, appropriately Old Town.  I have posted an album of the photos from there.  Here are a few for your perusal.

On the left is a sod house, made by settlers throughout the Great Plains, during the Land Rush of the late 19th and early 20th Centuries.  In the middle is a dance hall.

I find the story of anyone’s past usually worth hearing and seeing.  Burlington’s Old Town is a great way to spend $5, and two hours.  It is visible from I-70.

I made it to the top of Kansas’ nearby Mount Sunflower, a high plateau that is the Sunflower state’s highest point.  More on that in a bit.  After scaling the lofty height, my Kia and I returned to Colorado, and drove on towards Lamar, my evening venue.  I happened by Chez DuVall’s, a fine dining establishment, owned by a local rancher, in the town of Granada, as I previously mentioned.  A soft-spoken young lady took my order of Steak & Blue Cheese Salad, which was expertly prepared, and just as expertly presented.  Chez DuVall’s is a great concept, and a lady in Lamar assured me that it is appropriately packed on weekends.

I was blissfully happy after that wonderful meal, and was satisfied with a bowl of oatmeal and some sausage patties for breakfast the next morning in Lamar.  Wednesday led to Oklahoma, and Black Mesa.  More on that, next time.

HIGHLIGHT: Chez Duvall’s

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